The soul-stirring ancient great immortal cheated on the corpse in the cultivation world Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven: The Sixth Mission - The Heavenly Ranking Auction 46
Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven: The Sixth Mission - The Heavenly Ranking Auction 46
In the blink of an eye, two months have passed in the world of cultivation. The disciples of the Sword Sect went from eagerly anticipating it at the beginning to doubting it later.
This sword cultivator in the Mahayana period was sucked into the secret realm, and it actually lasted two months once he entered.
Is it that the body of the secret realm is too cruel, or is this Mahayana sword cultivator just a parallel import?
Not only were the disciples below discussing it privately, but even the Mahayana disciples of the Sword Sect often gathered together to discuss it.
If it weren't for Wu Yao, he would be the elder of their Sword Sect. They would find a place to fight from time to time. They all knew Wu Yao's strength well, and they would laugh at Wu Yao with the disciples below for being a parallel importer of the Mahayana period.
Of course, things are not much better now.
If the fluctuations in the secret realm were not still there, they would have thought that Wu Yao and his disciples had died inside!
What is Wu Yao doing now who is being cared about by a group of sword sect sword cultivators?
He is chasing the secret realm body possessing Mo Yiyi with a murderous look on his face!
As for Noila Mo, she hid in the corners of her body as much as possible to make sure not to squeeze her out. Noila Mo was quite helpless at the moment.
Her original plan was to hide the body of the secret realm, wait for some time, take her out, and let the master kill her, and then they could leave the secret realm.
However, the Mahayana period is the Mahayana period. Even if Noila Mo hides her in the soul crystal, he can detect the clues at a glance and be unprepared for the killing moves!
In the end, it was the body of the secret realm that had previously been in the Mahayana realm that sensed the danger first and forced its way into Mo Yiyi's body, thus temporarily saving a small part of his life.
Yes, even if she reacted at that moment, she was still a little slow, and this little bit caused her to lose most of her strength, and she became even smaller now!
Noila Mo tried her best to shrink back, but the effect was not very obvious. The soybean-sized light spot was still frantically testing on the edge of being squeezed out.
"You have to run faster. When Master catches you, he can crush you into powder without me having to squeeze you out."
"Shut up! Who the hell are you! Why are you incorporeal!"
Huangdou was also extremely angry at this moment.
Possessing Mo Yiyi was a helpless move, because once possessed by her, she would have a physical body, and she would no longer be able to escape at the cost of abandoning her own body like before.
But now she only has a little bit left, and she has no choice but to give it up even if she wants to.
Therefore, she possessed Mo Yiyi's body and wanted to completely control Mo Yiyi's body.
However, who would have thought that Mo Yiyi's seemingly normal body actually had nothing to attach to!
And not only that, the existence form of Mo Yiyi's soul is also very strange. It is not any kind of what she knows. It seems weak, but in fact it is so strong that it cannot be broken up by any soul-level means!
Therefore, the current situation is that she needs to work hard to 'humility' Mo Yiyi in order to stay in this body!
She controlled Mo Yiyi's body and quickly escaped from this small secret realm to another. Such escape across secret realms directly made her smaller!
"Why is it consuming my power!" She refused!
Originally, according to her guess, this cross-border consumption should be Mo Yiyi's life force!
However, Mo Yiyi is a genius, how could he know that.
She looked at the particularly active little spot of light and gave a kind reminder.
"Stop jumping around, be careful of falling out."
This sentence is very useful. As soon as she finished saying it, the little light spot stopped beating!
It's okay that she is hiding in Mo Yiyi's body now. Even if Wu Yao finds her, Wu Yao can't just come up and kill her with a sword.
But if she falls out and is caught, she will be hacked to death!
The little light spot had no extra energy to possess her again. For this reason, she could only choose to live in peace with Mo Yiyi.
At this time, she was still drawing cakes for Mo Yiyi.
"Very good, you did a very good job. I will kill him after I recover a little. At that time, I will let the believers donate more children to believe in you. You will soon become a powerful god!"
Noila Mo said ‘hehe’ twice, as if she was agreeing, but also as if she was laughing.
She felt that her comfort should be in place. After all, Mo Yiyi clearly had the ability to eliminate her, but she didn't. Instead, she allowed herself to occupy her body and use it at will!
So because she felt that Mo Yiyi should have been fascinated by the goal of becoming a god, she felt a lot more relieved about Mo Yiyi. Even at this critical moment of escape, she even took Mo Yiyi to 'enjoy' the quilt.
The feeling of being worshiped by the majority of believers.
She felt that this was a kind of enjoyment. She sat high on the throne of God, and the people below worshiped her. They were pious and humble. This was a scene that no one could refuse.
But as for Noila Mo, she huddled in the corner and didn't say a word.
Whatever you want, as long as you're happy.
The harvest of a large wave of faith power made the small spot of light seem to be much brighter. Then her eyes swept over the row of children in white robes kneeling at the front, her eyes showing greed.
She is really too weak and needs more strength to recover. A carefully selected and raised living sacrifice is a good choice.
It was only on her side that the idea came up, and Noila Mo moved so hard that she almost couldn't get out!
"What are you doing!" She was very angry after being worshiped just now, but Mo Yiyi was not afraid of her anger at all, and the so-called divine power she exuded was of no use to her at all.
"Think carefully, if you dare to eat a child in front of me, I will call the master over."
Mo Yiyi couldn't communicate with Wu Yao now. She had already thrown away the spiritual energy ball that Wu Yao had given her before, but this did not prevent Mo Yiyi from using it to threaten her.
Sure enough, it was easy to move Wu Yao out. She, who had become arrogant at first, became amiable again in an instant.
She didn't tell Mo Yiyi that if she becomes a god in the future, she will have to accept this kind of offering. It's not necessary.
"Okay, okay, don't worry. I will definitely not do anything you don't like. Don't make trouble. Now I need some time to recover. I will leave my body to you for the time being. The sword cultivator should not be able to find you in a short time.
Come to this secret realm, stay here, and don't act rashly."
Mo Yiyi responded, and the light spot returned the control of her body to her as she said.
As for her, she occupied a place and began to concentrate on absorbing the power of faith spread from believers in various small secrets!
After gaining control of her body, Noila Mo had time to look at everything in front of her.
This is the temple she built for herself, for people in this small world to worship.
How to describe this place? It can only be said that she tried her best. She tried her best to make her temple as grand as possible. But it was a pity that the law of heaven sealed her up at the beginning, and the area she sealed was only so big.
There are only so many resources.
Even later, in order to have more believers, she created several small secret realms and broke the law that slaves cannot grow up.
But there are only so many resources, and the space she can use is really limited.
There are no ghosts in this little secret.
Thinking about it, you know that the little secret place she created is a place where she raises her followers. How could she let the ghosts in and let them eat and drink?
So she gathered all the ghosts in a secret realm, and even threw away the ghosts that were later born in the secret realm.
The charlatan lived day after day without food or water and was bound by rules. It could be said that this was the weirdest structure of the secret realm that Mo Yiyi had ever heard of.
Mo Yiyi had nothing to do, so she wandered around the temple.
These believers had just worshiped her, and everyone thought she was a god, so no one dared to stop her. She could go wherever she wanted.
So with such smooth flow, Mo Yiyi found her place of residence in the temple.
The Divine Residence has been carefully taken care of by the believers, and everything in it is still the same as it was the last time she came.
Mo Yiyi walked around the room and was not interested in the gold and silver jewelry and beautiful dresses.
So what if it was made with great care? They were all made from mortal materials, and she couldn’t take them out!
After Mo Yiyi looked around randomly, her eyes fell on a strange-shaped clothes hanger.
The clothes hanger looked like a dry piece of wood. It was smooth and shiny. It looked like it was an old thing. But the posture of this thing seemed a little strange to Mo Yiyi. The branch that stretched out to hang clothes was
Isn't it too long?
Because of doubts, Noila Mo took two more steps forward. After looking at it carefully for a long time, she finally understood what it was!
With hollow facial features and very shriveled body skin, this is actually a shiny dark brown mummy!
This sudden impact shocked Mo Yiyi. She really didn't expect that someone would put such a thing in the place where she lived!
However, this was not over yet. After Mo Yiyi backed away due to fright, the mummy actually spoke!
"You are not her, who are you?"
The mummy's voice was extremely dry and hoarse, like two pieces of dry tree bark scratching together.
Noila Mo took a breath of air in her heart, but her face was still paralyzed.
Seeing that Mo Yiyi didn't react, the mummy put the evil thoughts in its heart away and did not act rashly.
"I can feel her breath on you. Little girl, you are not far from death."
The mummy laughed loudly, and this look was even more terrifying.
Noila Mo slowly calmed down and asked after thinking about it.
"Who are you? Why were you made like this?"
It was obviously a ghost, but for some unknown reason, it was made into a mummy hanger and placed in the residence of the gods.
"Me? I'm just a poor person."
Maybe he was excited because he hadn't seen an outsider for a long time, or he was lured by the aura of a living person on Mo Yiyi's body. The mummy, which was restricted from moving, shook it several times with difficulty and said with difficulty.
"I'm so thirsty. Give me some of your blood and I'll tell you everything about me!"
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The secret realm series Yu Shanbai gave me a new idea, linking the secret realm with the plot. I can have this one and wait for me to change it. I can try the third secret realm. I have already figured out how to die!
I want to go work part-time. I really want to go. After all, two thousand a month or even less than two thousand is really not enough. But coding and working part-time are really difficult to do part-time.
I tried it once before and it didn't work.
It's not that I can't bear the hardship, but if I work part-time, coding is bound to be delayed. I worked as a network administrator for three days. This job is quite free, and I also have time to code. I told my boss, and the boss said it's okay, as long as I don't do it.
It just delays the guests.
But after three days, I just had the same feeling: confused.
Even when I can concentrate on typing, I still feel that when I get interrupted at work, I have to wait for a long time before I can catch up on the plot. In the end, my mind goes blank. Most of the time, the whole day
They are all in a daze facing the code word interface, not knowing what to write.
The network management job was two thousand a month, and I worked all day long, which delayed me from coding, so I finally resigned. After all, it was still two thousand, and when I could only choose one, I was still willing to choose writing a novel.
This is the most balanced job I can think of, but it won't work. Unless I only write about 4,000 words a day, then I can dedicate two hours of coding in the dead of night without being disturbed. This is fine. Any more will not work.
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Do you have any career recommendations? I really want to find another part-time job. At least, I should be able to earn three thousand dollars every month. If I can reach this amount by writing novels, I won’t worry about it anymore.